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For a moment all Shanaya could hear and feel was a strange buzzing in her ears and the palpable beating of her heart. She was almost sure she was about to faint. Dhruv's eyes fluttered to her from where he kneeled on the floor. She felt her throat tighten with every passing moment.What was he trying to do?“You have to say yes, Shan,” he repeated, looking at her with hopeful eyes. She shook her head adamantly. “Dhruv? No!”Was he about to pull out a ring and propose to her? All of a sudden? There was no way she knew how to react to something like that. She liked him. She might even love him back. But the proposal was too much and too soon.His hands reached out and held hers and he replied, his voice soft and true, “I want to travel the world with you. Let me take you somewhere.”Shanaya exhaled, her thoughts a mix of disappointment and surprise. She allowed him to continue. His voice reflected vulnerability, and she sensed a little pleading in it. “I just fixed a huge fucking bus
Dhruv relished the sensation of the cool sand beneath his feet as he strolled along the beach with Shanaya. The dark sky spread above them, adorned with a multitude of sparkling stars. Time seemed inconsequential in that moment, as he focused solely on the company of the woman he held dear. He didn't need to glance at his watch to know the hour; it simply didn't matter. If Shanaya wished to wander along the shoreline all night, he would gladly join her, embracing every precious moment by her side, with only the rhythmic crashing of the waves accompanying their footsteps. Shanaya wore a stunning red dress adorned with delicate white daisies, and he couldn't help but admire the way it flowed behind her, gently swaying in the wind. Every so often, he observed her graceful form bend down to collect a seashell, entrusting them to his care. With a tender smile, Dhruv tucked each treasure into the pockets of his jeans, cherishing the small mementos of their evening. Out of the blue, she pos
[DHRUV] “Why did you leave? Tell me, Dhruv!” Dhruv did not understand how the night had taken this sudden turn. He soon realized that Shanaya had been suppressing her emotions. They had never truly confronted each other about what had happened all those years ago. Maybe now was the perfect time. He saw the pain in her eyes. He wanted to wrap his arms around her so she would not cry but when he leaned forward, she smacked his chest. “No. Don’t do that, Dhruv,” Shanaya warned him through trembling lips. “I cried myself to sleep every night. There was so much going on. And I wanted you to be there. You weren’t.” Dhruv felt a pang in his chest as memories flashed through his mind. He remembered calling her a hundred times. But she had not received any of his calls. He recalled how he had stood outside her house, but she had declined to meet him. He had not turned his back, not until he believed she wanted nothing from him. She sobbed and when she finally continued, her voice was str
*Three days before the wedding* “Rekha, are you sure nothing’s on the stove?” Shanaya asked as she paced around her apartment in search of her car keys. “Yes. I’m almost done with the dishes,” her maid called out from the kitchen. “Okay,” she replied and then whispered to herself, “What if Dhruv has the keys?” For a moment she panicked, recalling their escapade the previous night which had ended with Dhruv driving her back home in her car. Kirti had decided to stop by to make some final last-minute decisions about the sequence of events and decoration placements — which had ended up being convenient for Dhruv as he had managed to get a lift home in her car. It had taken time but Dhruv’s sister had finally adjusted to the idea of them being together. She now openly teased them and sometimes Neil would join in too — only to go quiet immediately on receiving a death glare from Dhruv. A sigh of relief left her lips when she finally found the keys jutting out of the corner of her
Raunak noticed her at the same moment and he mumbled something to Harish who gave him a curt nod before taking a seat beside Suhala. Then he walked straight towards Shanaya. Neil stepped forward before she could say anything and placed a hand on Raunak’s shoulder. “Thanks for coming so soon, man. We all got worried,” he said to him. Raunak assured him, “There’s nothing to worry about.” Neil sighed before glancing at Shanaya. She understood what that look meant. As Shanaya and Raunak began walking towards the door, she asked him, barely keeping the surprise from her voice, “How am I just finding out you’re a doctor?” Raunak just shrugged at her question, his lips set into a straight line. “Did Neil know? Anyone else?” “I didn’t tell you because your grandmother didn’t want anyone to find out,” he revealed causing her eyebrows to furrow in confusion. She shook her head. “I don’t understand why she’d do that.” “Maybe she didn’t want to worry you,” he offered and halted. Shanaya r
When Shanaya reached the Sangeet venue — which was again the same place where three months ago, the engagement ceremony was held — she avoided going anywhere close to Dhruv at all costs. She would find herself drawn to wherever he stood, her eyes often staring at him as he laughed during a conversation but she reminded herself of how important it was to stay away. A few days ago, he had introduced her to Anjali and she had realized how different the actress was from what she had expected her to be. Anjali was down to earth and kind, knowing when to say exactly what. She reminded Shanaya of Noor, but while Kabir’s wife was more on the shy side, Anjali exuded confidence with every breath she took. Shanaya spent her time walking around, greeting people she knew, and making sure she didn’t bump into either Raghav or Anvita Kapoor. Anjali engaged her in a new conversation — focusing on Kirti’s new design release that was going to happen in some weeks. Shanaya could only listen half-hear
Shanaya felt trapped, as if her body had become immobile and her voice had deserted her. Dhruv's attempt to approach her with reassurance only elicited a groan of despair from her. She was caught in a whirlwind of emotions, unable to find a way to express herself. "Please, give my parents a chance to explain themselves. You deserve to hear our side of the story," Dhruv pleaded, his voice filled with gentleness. "I wish I had the courage to tell you earlier, but I couldn't... because I knew how much you loved and respected your father." Shanaya struggled to find the right words, her voice trailing off as she weakly raised a finger towards Dhruv, only to let it drop as tears welled up in her eyes. "I can't," she finally managed to utter. Without hesitation, Dhruv closed the distance between them, gently placing a hand on her cheek. Shanaya instinctively leaned into his touch, though at the back of her mind, the fear of being discovered by someone, especially his mother who was watchin
*Wedding day* The last two days had weighed heavily on Shanaya’s mind. She had struggled through them—wanting to be alone most of the time, however, instead, she was forced to face her family members as well as the Kapoor. The Haldi ceremony, which was celebrated jointly at the Arora mansion, had been a success. There were flickering moments where she would forget all the thoughts that were plaguing her mind, but then she would spot Suhala’s face or Anvita and their conversation would replay in her mind, drowning her in misery once again. She had even found herself ignoring Dhruv, ever since he had mentioned that she deserved the truth even if it hurt her. The burden of the truth hidden by her was becoming heavier every second. She knew she would have to tell Dhruv about her miscarriage soon, or she was sure to go insane. The previous day, Shanaya had successfully managed to avoid a conversation with him, however, when she had gone to the bathroom, wanting to wash the Haldi that